It was the weekend, and the nanny was off.
Ye Lingfeng planned to take Su Qianqian back to the villa first.
He wanted to get a good night's sleep to relieve the fatigue of the long journey.
"Oh my god… Lingfeng, look quickly, they are really going too far! They actually twisted the truth to such an extent!!!"
In the taxi,
Su Qianqian was scrolling through online news on her phone and happened to see a report published by the Chinese Football Association not long ago.
Her delicate brows furrowed, and she held out her phone to Ye Lingfeng.
Her exquisite face showed unconcealed anger!
Ye Lingfeng read the entire report with a slight frown.
A moment later,
All he felt was a cold sneer.
Sure enough, there was nothing money couldn't solve.
When the incident happened, there were many reporters outside the venue.
Someone must have recorded the entire event.
But the current report was heavily edited, taking things out of context to an extreme.
It was hard not to believe that those reporters hadn't been bribed.
The accompanying image at the beginning of the news was a photo of Zhao Yan beaten to a pulp, his nose bleeding.
The entire report completely portrayed the father and son as absolute victims.
Public opinion was completely one-sided.
Moreover, Zhao Tai, as the leader of the National Youth Team,
was a rather influential figure in the Chinese Football Association.
Such a person being beaten by a Chinese-descended youngster designated as a naturalized player
stirred up a thousand waves on the internet.
"Ban me? Not let me return to the National Football Team?"
"Does anyone really think I would go back?"
Ye Lingfeng found it amusing.
As he expected, he was indeed 'expelled'.
But what did it matter?
Something others cherished as a treasure,
he truly didn't care for!
Thinking of the National Youth Team members at the training ground that afternoon,
their fawning faces,
Ye Lingfeng was angry at their lack of ambition,
but he didn't pity them at all!
It was foreseeable that in this environment,
the future professional careers of these National Youth Team members would likely be bleak!
Ye Lingfeng could almost see all of this at a glance.
There was nothing he could do; this was the current state of Chinese football.
"Lingfeng, don't worry, I also took a video of the scene at the time. I'll organize it and post it online later. It will definitely help you clear up the misunderstanding!"
"These reporters who take things out of context are truly despicable. How could they do such a thing...?"
Su Qianqian gently clutched Ye Lingfeng's sleeve, comforting him.
She had liked Ye Lingfeng for many years.
She had also always hoped that Ye Lingfeng could go far in his football career.
After all, this was what he loved.
Of course, she didn't want Ye Lingfeng to be affected by these hateful things.
After all, returning to his home country with full enthusiasm, only to be maliciously slandered, even banned, and expelled... it must be very upsetting, right?
However, what Su Qianqian didn't expect was that
Ye Lingfeng wasn't as angry as she had imagined.
Instead, he seemed rather calm.
"Actually, whether it's a misunderstanding or not doesn't matter."
"Anyway, I most likely won't be developing in China anymore. What can they do by cursing me? I won't hear it anyway."
"I've beaten the person, I've vented my anger, so whether the truth is restored or not doesn't matter."
Ye Lingfeng shrugged and patted Su Qianqian's head.
He truly didn't care anymore.
The moment he saw the report,
he decided that he would have no more ties with Chinese football in this life.
With his dual nationality,
as long as conditions permitted,
he could choose the National Youth Team or National Football Team of Spain or Argentina in the future.
He wouldn't necessarily achieve great success,
but it would at least be much more pleasant than in China!
However, upon hearing Ye Lingfeng's words,
Su Qianqian shook her head like a rattle-drum.
"That won't do! You clearly wanted to bring glory to the country by returning to participate in the selection, but they are adding insult to injury. Why should we just let it go?!"
"Leave this matter to me. I know some friends at domestic newspapers, and I will definitely help you restore the truth of the matter!"
... (Event time: January 21st to February 5th)
Chapter Six: Barça's Urgent Need for a Striker! La Masia's Problem Child? (New book, please vote with flowers, review tickets, and monthly passes!!!)
At the same time,
night had fallen.
In a building adjacent to Camp Nou and La Masia Youth Training Camp,
the Barça B Team administrative building.
An office on the top floor was brightly lit!
Barça B Team head coach Eusebio Sacristán
sat at his desk, rubbing his face vigorously.
He was deeply worried!
"The League match against Castilla is this weekend! Dong Gu got injured at this critical moment!"
"We haven't won against Castilla in the League for three consecutive years... If this continues, the media will eat us alive!"
"They will truly eat us alive! Not even bones will be left!!"
Castilla, also known as Real Madrid B Team.
As arch-rivals in La Liga and even European football, the animosity between Barça and Real Madrid has lasted for over a hundred years.
And as the reserve teams of these two clubs,
the rivalry between Barça B Team and Castilla has frequently unfolded in the Segunda División!
The players and fans of both teams are the kind who would come to blows the moment they meet!
Even if it's just a Segunda División match,
the intensity can even far exceed some La Liga matches!
However, in recent years, due to the overall decline in the quality of output from La Masia Youth Training Camp,